Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.
Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify.
Living is Easy with Eyes Closed.
The worldly comforts are not for me. I am like a traveller, who takes rest under a tree in the shade and then goes on his way.
There is also this benefit in brag: that the speaker is unconsciously expressing his own ideal. Humor him by all means, draw it all out, and hold him to it.
Life is like a library owned by the author. In it are a few books which he wrote himself, but most of them were written for him.
Every person who ever thought he had a right to assert, and went boldly and asserted it, himself, or jointly with others that shared his convictions, was a direct actionist.
History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.
Its not the men in your life that matters, its the life in your men.
A hospital bed is a parked taxi with the meter running.
The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane.
To live is to choose. But to choose well, you must know who you are and what you stand for, where you want to go and why you want to get there.
Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
The body is meant to be seen, not all covered up.
I always like to look on the optimistic side of life, but I am realistic enough to know that life is a complex matter.
I would rather live in a world where my life is surrounded by mystery than live in a world so small that my mind could comprehend it.
Freedom would be not to choose between black and white but to abjure such prescribed choices.
Don't be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better.
Old age is by nature rather talkative.
Life is an ongoing process of choosing between safety (out of fear and need for defense) and risk (for the sake of progress and growth). Make the growth choice a dozen times a day.
The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye...until we meet again